“It means the same thing this time.”
I bit my lip. I liked how forward he was. I liked how he didn’t pretend like he didn’t want me. He told me what he wanted and wasn’t afraid of that.
“Send a car,” I heard myself saying, surprised by the words.
“See you soon.”
I sat back on the couch and crossed my legs for a second. I knew what I was doing, but I did it anyway. I knew, even when I pretended not to.
I got up and put on my work clothes. I knew that was stupid and that I wasn’t fooling anyone, but I did it anyway. The car was waiting for me outside by the time I was dressed and ready.
I sat in the back, nervous as hell as the car drove me over. Idly, I wondered who the driver was, and if he suspected anything. But the drivers were probably paid well and didn’t dime out the athletes.
I got out of the car and walked into the facility. The place was empty, and I headed down to the training room. The lights were on when I walked inside.
“Owen?” I called out.
“In here.”
I headed toward the back. As I got closer, I heard the jets of the hot tub. I walked into the back room and saw Owen sitting in the hot tub, grinning up at me.
“Get in,” he said.
I stood at the edge and had to make a decision.
I could pretend like this was just another professional business call. I could pretend like I was there to help rehab his knee. I could do what my rational brain was telling me to do.
Or I could do what I wanted to do. I could do the thing that I knew I really needed.
As I stared at Owen’s smirking face, his muscular body wet and covered in tattoos, I knew what choice I was going to make.
I slowly pulled my shirt off, all the while staring at his smirking face. He didn’t look away or even act surprised when I took my bra off, then my shorts, and finally my panties. I stood there, completely naked in front of him.
“Get in,” he said again.
This time, I obeyed. I slowly lowered myself into the hot water.
I had made my choice. I knew what I wanted. I wasn’t pretending anymore.
He pulled me into his lap and kissed me hard.
14
Owen
Watching her strip down in front of me made my cock harder than it’d ever been.
There was no pretending between us anymore. We both knew why she’d come to see me. She was finally giving in to what she wanted, what I knew she wanted.
She was fucking gorgeous. Full, perky tits with small pink nipples. I loved her ass and her tight little pussy. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her hard, feeling her tongue in my mouth, loving the taste of her. She was a fucking dirty girl getting into this hot tub completely naked, and I was going to reward her.
I kissed her neck and teased her pussy with my other hand. She was dripping wet, even under the water. I could feel her slick pussy as I rolled her clit softly. She moaned, arching her back and kissing me harder.
I pulled back and stood. She looked up at me, surprised. I got out of the tub, walked across the room, and shut the door. I flicked the little lock.
She smiled as I walked back over.
“Your turn,” she said.
“My turn for what?”
“Strip.”
I grinned at her. “You want me to strip?”
“Even things out.”
I shrugged and pulled off my soaking wet briefs. My cock was hard, and she bit her lip, looking at me. I stepped toward her and she pulled me closer, kneeling down on the bench as I stood outside the tub.
She bent her head down and took my cock between her lips. She began to suck me hard, like a starving fucking girl. She took my big dick between her lips and down her throat. I took a handful of her wet hair and pressed her down, pushing my cock down her throat, needing to feel every fucking inch of her.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “I love seeing that fucking cock down your throat. Look at you. You’re such a fucking dirty slut for me, aren’t you?”
She moaned and nodded as she pulled back, sliding my cock from her throat. A line of spit connected her lips to the tip of my dick.
“Say it,” I commanded her, taking her hair in my hand and squeezing it hard.
She groaned. “I’m a slut for you.”
“That’s right.” I pressed my cock between her lips. “Suck that cock, you dirty fucking girl.”
She worked me, her hands gripping the edge of the tub. I held her hair and worked her head that way, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. I pressed her down and held her there, groaning.
“You look so fucking sexy with my cock in your mouth,” I said as she pulled back, taking a deep breath.
“Is this what you like?” she asked.
“I fucking love it. I love pushing my big cock down your little throat.”
“I want to suck you off. I want to taste your cum in my mouth.”
“Then get back to work,” I commanded, and she began to suck me harder, faster.
I groaned, pleasure rolling through my body. I wanted to own her, more than anything else I’d ever experienced. I wanted to make her mine in a way I’d never thought about before. I wanted to make every inch of her body mine, make her come for me again and again, make her beg to suck my cock. I wanted to come down her throat, come on her tits, come on her face, come in her tight little pussy. I wanted to fill her up and make her beg for more.
I pulled her back.
“Stay,” I said. She was kneeling, her ass in the air up out of the water, her hands gripping the edge of the tub. “Don’t fucking move.”
I walked over to my jeans and pulled a condom from my wallet. I slid it on as I walked back over to her, loving that she had obeyed me, not moving a muscle. I got back into the tub.
I got behind her and pulled her hair back, tipping her chin toward me. I took her hips and slowly teased her pussy with my cock.
“Beg,” I commanded.
“Owen, fuck me.”
“How badly do you want me?”
“I’m so wet. I need it. Please.”
“Are you my fucking slut?”
“Yes,” she gasped. I pressed my cock deep inside her.
She moaned as I grabbed her hips and filled her up. I grunted, groaned, as I slid in and out slowly. Her pussy was tight as fucking hell, gripping my cock like a vice. I slapped her ass hard and pulled her hair back.
“Tell me you fucking love this.”
“I love your cock,” she moaned. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I said that.”
“I can. You’re my fucking slut now. You’ll say whatever you have to.” I thrusted hard once, twice, three times and held it there. She gasped as I reached around her hips and found her clit with my fingers.
I rubbed her there and slowly began to slide in and out again. I wanted to get her to the edge and hold her there before finally giving her what she wanted. I fucked her like that, my cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy, our bodies mostly out of the tub. I loved her full ass and the way she moaned as she took my cock.
I worked her clit with my other hand, rolling it in circles along her slick spot. She tipped her head back and moaned as I kissed her neck and wrapped my hand around her throat.
I held her there as I started to fuck her harder. I slammed my cock mercilessly deep inside her, holding her throat and fucking her. I didn’t use any pressure; I just kept her head still as I fucked her, made her know that she was mine and she wasn’t going anywhere.
She moaned and gripped the tub harder as I fucked that pussy hard. I knew what she really wanted as I pressed my cock deep inside her. I gripped her throat harder and she moaned, taking my big cock, letting me fill her up.
I released her throat and took her hips, slamming myself into her. She moaned, loving my big, thick cock. I slapped her ass and pulled her hair, fucking her roughly and without mercy.
I pulled back and turned, sitting back on the bench of the tub. I pulled her along, turning her around, facing her outward. She moaned as I pulled her back, sliding her down onto my cock.
She began to ride me, my cock fucking her from behind as I braced myself against the side of the tub. I felt her tits and teased her nipples as she rode me up and down, sliding along my thick cock.
“I want you to come on my big cock,” I told her. “I want you to come for me like the fucking dirty girl you are.” I pushed her forward, making her bend over as she rode me up and down.
“Yes, Owen,” she groaned. “I’m so close. I want it so bad.”
I reached around the front of her and rubbed her clit as she slid along my shaft. She rode me like that faster and faster, our skin slapping together, her pussy dripping wet as she slid along my length.
I turned her face toward me and kissed her as she rode me faster. I wrapped my arms around her and held her as I slammed my hips into her, fucking her and holding her there, making her take my big cock.
I released her. She leaned forward, her hands on her knees as she bucked back against my dick. I leaned back and spread my legs wide, letting her slide up and down my full shaft.
She moaned, her head curled forward. She bucked back harder and harder, and I slapped her ass as she went. She moved faster and faster, her moans getting louder and deeper as she went.
“I want to come,” she moaned, begging.
“Go ahead,” I said. “Come on my big fucking dick.”
She groaned and moved faster. I pulled her hair, holding it tight as her whole body tensed. I watched as she came on me, sliding back and back harder and fast, working my cock and sliding along it.